Mom always said to put the sandbox as far from the back door as possible. That way the sand will shake out of clothes before the kids come into the house.
I had a friend when I was a kid that this really happened to. He was in the drugstore in the corner reading comics. the owner didn’t see him and locked him in. A passing shopper from another store saw him and called the police. (Pre-cellphone)
My grandmother and her friends actually drove a cow up to the third floor of her HS. It stayed there for the weekend. I don’t know if she got caught, but she and her sister still have a reputation for wildness in their little hometown after almost 100 years.
The EIght year old me- “Ha, ha! He said titters!” You just can’t get away from all the trigger words.